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journiils. The present No. is well filled
anil among tlic rest it contains many good
thoughts on College Degrees." In this the
author makes a very bold stand for higher
scholarship to be attested by more rigid
examinations. He says: "Thu result is
that there are almost as many grades of
colleges as there are college and a degree
has come to be a meaningless appendix
to a young man's name, or rather it means
anything or nothing, according to the
status of the institution which conferred
it." This is the true spirit. We are glad
to sec it manifested and long for the reac
tion to bu brought about by its general
acceptance.
The Vasmr Jrinccllany'm appearance is
head and shoulders above every other vis
itor to our sanctum. Its articles, howev
er, will hardly repay perusal. You see
Vassar is a female institution, and it is
intensely charnctoislic of the ladies, von
know, to sacrifice the interior for the sake
of the exterior. So trim your ribbons,
my dear, and learn to give solidity and
firmness to your thoughts.
We hate fanaticism. We hate a Catho
lic, because he is a remnant of the Dark
Ages. Wo hato everything thnt is preg
nant with priggery. We despise all
sleazy and waterish strains at flimsy,
weak-backed wit. For these things we
recoil from the Niagara Index. We gave
the chap a dose last month which made
him feel so unfortunate about the region
of the digestives that he raised up on his
hind legs, grew awfully rancorous, whined
and howled and gnashed his teeth madly
in the air, but at last ho weakened and
falling fimsily broadside, in Ills extreme
effort, be has vainlj' attempted to disgorge
upon our feet the following. "The print
ers seem to have squandered too much
cheap ink on the October number." The
remainder of Urn mess is so much a
conglomerate of figures, broken backed
words and muddled letters that it defies
analysis. You can judge however of its
watery thinness by the proceeding. Now,
Mr, Index, we advise you to remodel some
of your ideas on " Self Education," lay
aside your lamb's cloak of Religion and
scamper off, for a more genial clime, to
some canyon in the Rocky Mountains.
The Dcnitan Collegian has been "Visit
ed by an Ideal" two whole columns long.
The rest of the paper is as soft as usual.
The beautiful blue Bale Student causes
us considerable " Mental Suffocation,"
while we snooze over its "Principle of
Progress in Man."
For booby-noodle poetry wo advise all
to read the " Capture of Pegassus" in the
in the November number ef Tno Universi
ty JftfKourian. We can spare room for a
few. lines to show you how sup-headed
some women arc.
There was once in ancient Action,
In the hind of God 9 and Herons
'Mongthe hill tops and xallcvts
On thu mountain capped with white snow.
The Trinity Tablet for November has
arrived We read with much interest thu
article on "Poetry," in which the author
says, " Poetry is the dreamland of the soul.
The sweet visions that come to the spirit,
the aspirations for the perfect, the heart's
yearnings for what is above and beyond,
all shim forth in sweetest beauty through
the golden medium of poetry It is
for fancy, not fact, that we look in poetry,
and fancy is always more attractive than
fact." Yet we believe that a poet's forte
must be the turning, so to speak, of fancy
into fact, and hence the truthfulness of the
sentence of Max Muller, which the author
quotes, "It is truth and not fiction that is
the secret of all poetry."
The University Reporter has come to us
in fragments latel. Give us a little more
' Consolation," gentlemen, but let it be
well dressed.
In the College Olio wc notice " A Pious
Fraud."
Qui Vive, ditto.
Wc hastily glance at the Chronicle, Uni
versity Review, and others too numerous
for space.
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